My version of the Almost Famous record
discovery scene
by rick olivares
In the film “Almost Famous”,
there is a scene when a young William Miller (played by Michael Angarano with
the older persona portrayed with aplomb by Patrick Fugit) pulls out a bag from
under his bed. His older sister, Anita, has bequeathed her rock records to him
with the promise that they will change his life and one day he will be cool.
As young William pulls out the
records, there is a sense of wonder and amazement, of discovery. The
anticipation of the music to come when the stylus hits the vinyl grooves. And
how your life is transported to another time, another place.
The records --- the Beach Boys’ “Pet
Sounds”, the Rolling Stones’ “Big Hits (High Tide and Green Grass)” and “Get
Yer Ya-Yas Out”, Led Zeppelin II, the Jimi Hendrix Experience’s “Axis Bold as
Love”, Cream’s “Wheels of Fire”, Joni Mitchell’s “Blue”, Bob Dylan’s “Blonde On
Blonde”, and the Who’s “Tommy” – spoke volumes of Crowe’s younger days, the
music that turned him on, and created a life-long love affair with music that
even outlast his marriage.
In the full un-edited scene there
are a total of 12 records shown with the others being James Taylor’s “Sweet
baby James”; Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young’s “Déjà Vu”; and Neil Young’s “Live
at the Los Angeles Music Center”. There was another cut where instead of
CSN&Y, it was CSN’s debut album.
I totally empathized with the
scene. I saw myself in young William Miller as music took ahold of my senses
and turned me inside out. Music was my Molotov cocktail to the world.
My own nine records – go count
Crowe’s list that was shown from that particular scene – are wholly different. He
bought his records in the early 70s while I began buying in the late 70s.
As for buying… I should say that
I was in Sixth Grade when I started buying records. I would save a portion of
my allowance, collect soda bottle deposits, and do my classmates’ homework for
a small fee just to buy the records I wanted. That meant not getting them right
away but it taught me the value of hard work and being resourceful.
Here’s my 12 records that I would
insert in that bag. And so in no particular order…
Led Zeppelin III – Led Zeppelin. I remember where I was when I
first heard “The Immigrant Song”. A couple of neighbors (Ronald and Fritz wherever
you are, thanks) of a cousin of mine who had become friends were so into music.
I wasn’t into Led Zeppelin though I had heard their music. When they played me “The
Immigrant Song” – well, if I could have cussed back then, I would have. It
totally grabbed me. Although I am not a big fan of the album as it had more of
a folk-ish bent. This despite the howling vocals and sense of impending doom of
“The Immigrant Song” and the slow introspection of “Celebration Day” and “Tangerine”
that made it a somewhat acceptable listen.
Dance Craze: The Best of British Ska… Live! – Various Artists. This
was my introduction to ska music. I must have played this record to death
wearing out its grooves with constant and non-stop play. “Concrete Jungle”, the
first track, was like a blow to my gut. It set me on fire. The opening drums
and handclaps was a great lead off and it sent me dancing. And to think that I
don’t dance.
It was the first time I heard of
the term “concrete jungle” applied to a city. I was hooked. Furthermore, I
became even more inquisitive. The political nature of some of the songs made me
look into what was going on in Britain.
The songs and the bands also
allowed me to dig back into rock steady and dub… and made me fall in love with
reggae (not right away though).
What else? I dressed up in a
Two-Tone manner. My Specials shirt was a prized possession for a young kid in
me who really had to work and save to buy these records. I wish I still had
that old Philippine pressing of the album although I have the American and
Japan pressings of the album.
The Best of Punk and New Wave Rock Vol.1 – Various Artists. It
sounds odd that there are compilation albums here. But you have to understand
life in Manila in the 1970s and 1980s. Record companies were unsure how local
audiences would react? Would they buy the records? They sure did. In fact, it
spawned a second volume. Apparently, this compilation (made in Taiwan or Hong
Kong) was meant for an Asian audience and wasn’t released elsewhere. The only
band I knew then was the Sex Pistols but it introduced me to the Ruts, the
Skids, the Flying Lizards, XTC, and Magazine among others. I lost the album
over time and made finding this a priority. It took years but I managed to snag
one.
Owning this was like being
subversive. My parents frowned upon rock music (heavy metal and punk in particular).
It was seen as nihilistic (maybe the Pistols and the Clash were but not the
Ramones who kicked off the music).
I was into Heavy Metal during
this time. Metal at this time seemed to be heavily influenced by fantasy books
such as J.R.R. Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings Trilogy. Even prog rock was into
long songs that lasted seemingly half an hour. Punk really rocked and in short,
angry bursts. I was hitting my teens and rebelled against my parents who were
strict. The music appealed to me and it remains a strong favorite to this day.
Born to Run – Bruce Springsteen. Rolling Stone magazine (Dave Marsh
in particular) raved about him. Creem didn’t. So I owed it upon myself to check
out the Boss. Born to Run was the first Springsteen album I picked up and it
blew me away with the intensity in spite of being a mere studio recording and
not a live performance. Little did I know that Springsteen and the E Street
Band translated so well into live performances. And the Dylanesque lyrics -- the
bigness of the words, the sound, there was romance and mystery. Songs from the
neighborhood. All from another Beat Generation-inspired songwriter. Needless to
say, I got into Springsteen immediately.
Aside from the title track, the
magnificence, majesty, and ambitiousness of “Jungleland” with the Clarence
Clemons solo was something that seemed to have come out of Loisaida. It had me
thinking of the West Side Story. Playing the song today has the same effect on
me as it did all those years ago. It blows me away. And I love my Springsteen
records.
The B-52s self-titled debut. When this came out in 1979, it stood
out. They sounded like no one. It had the camp of the 1960s but with a punk
sensibility. The ban d didn’t take themselves seriously either and the result
was a fun listen. Then the hipsters came in and played “Rock Lobster” ad
infinitum to death and I began to develop an aversion to their music. When the
B-52s changed gears into a more Talking Heads-type of oddity, the hipsters left
(until Whammy came out). But through the years, I remained a fan and still play
it a lot to this day.
End of the Century – Ramones. The first Ramones record and punk
record that wasn’t a compilation album that I ever owned. And it was produced
by the legendary Phil Spector. I knew what was coming –punk rock with a wall of
sound – but that hardly prepared me for the sonic fury. And when the DJ intro
of “This is Rock ‘n’ Roll Radio and…” announced the coming of the thunder… bam!
… I still know all the lyrics by
heart. To this day.
The Clash self-titled debut. If Dance Craze piqued my interest in
Jamaican music, the Clash’s debut added fuel to the fire. For a punk band –
their music was influenced not only by Jamaican music but also old time rock
music. The Ramones were also influenced by 50s rock music but it wasn’t overt
perhaps until End of the Century. The Clash, wore their heart on their sleeves.
The re-make of Junior Murvin’s “Police and Thieves” was a catalyst for that. I
mean, who was Junior Murvin? So I dug back. The fusion of punk and reggae/dub
was powerful. I had previously heard of the Bobby Fuller Four’s “I Fought the
Law” but the Clash’s version was angry.
This was a protest record. A
declaration of anger and dissatisfaction. And it spoke volumes to me.
War – U2. For me, U2 started out as a magazine article. I read
about them in the pages of Rolling Stone magazine around the time of the
release of their debut, Boy. I did manage to get Boy a year after its release
and as much as I loved it, it didn’t have the impact on me that War did. It
helped that MTV was on the air and the video of “Sunday Bloody Sunday” with the
mist and red light of the show at Red Rocks permeated itself in my brain.
There was a raw and gritty feel
to this album. And the tension. The explosiveness. Yet, there were moments when
the album showcased its soul and somewhat tender side with “Surrender” and “Two
Hearts Beat as One”. And the way it ended with “40” …. that has to be one of
the all-time great closers.
The album has a gatefold with the
band in the snow. I can’t think of “New Year’s Day” without thinking of snow
and tank battles! The picture of the band on a snow covered mountainside is an
awesome picture. U2 totally understood the power of imagery to go with the
songs.
Kahit Anong Mangyari – Juan De La Cruz Band. The first Filipino
record that I ever bought (not owned because I had a few given to me by my
father). The album clearly teemed with the punk and new wave influence of the
times. And I loved this to pieces.
Now that’s nine.
If I am to add three more (to
make up the original 12 records showed in the uncut version of the scene from
Almost Famous, here is what I will add:
Wave - Patti Smith Group. I was a kid when I first heard the Patti
Smith Group. PSG’s music great appealed to me because of Patti’s penchant for
poetry. She was from the Beat Generation that I adored completely. I was
heavily into poetry during this time and wrote a lot of it (in fact, I still
have most of it). I got Wave before I was able to pick up a copy of Easter so
that is why this appears.
The moment the stylus hit the
opening track “Frederick” that was Patti’s ode to her bandmate and future husband
Fred “Sonic” Smith, I was entranced. It was also equal parts a prayer. God, I
wanted to make love to Patti Smith.
Kiss Alive II – Kiss. If you were a child in the 1970s and listened
to rock music, chances are you got into Kiss. I did and they were for many
years my favorite band until U2, the Smiths, and the Style Council came along.
Their music translated so well into live performances. “God of Thunder” just
blew me away. The pictures of Gene Simmons spitting blood! Wow. Interestingly,
after I lost all my records through the years, I have yet to replace any of
them even if I have picked up many of the records of my youth. But Alive II
holds such a great place in my younger self’s heart.
Running on Empty – Jackson Browne. Growing up during this time in
Manila, many of the writers of Jingle magazine – the one music magazine in the
country – swore by Jackson Browne and this particular album. So, yes, I bought
it. And loved it. The title track remains one of the best driving songs to this
day. At least, in my opinion.
So if you want to know the
records of my younger days right before the end of my high school years, these
are the albums.
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